The trip home went fine. Until we hit American soil. Travel abroad is always a bit of a coin toss, with long flights, customs, security, and the myriad snafus that can easily emerge when working on a schedule outside your own control. When coming in to Ireland, customs took about 10 seconds--glance at the passport and interview went like this: "How long are you staying?" "Until Sunday...
As a Lexington resident used to palatial stables on every other hill and rolling green fields stocked with fuzzy foals, I thought I’d be immune to the charms of the Irish National Stud . But I was wrong. The stud holds a beauty all its own, helped in no small part by the gardens that are as much a draw as the horses themselves. Staffer Frieda O’Connell was kind enough to lead us around and keep us...
Such an incredible day! I’m so excited to tell you all about our trip to the National Stud and share some of the hundreds of photos I snapped there. However, we just arrived at the K Club and will be called for dinner shortly--since I’m on three hours of sleep and no shower in the past 24 hours (and currently typing on a local keyboard--they’re different, believe me) the long update will have to wait...
